Like the hole, Alice fell into
Like the road that leads to Hogwarts

The next day, you and Sarah brewed some fresh coffee to kickstart your mini break. You planned to hit up Harrods for some groceries and clothes shopping—a long-overdue outing. Shame Byron isn't joining.

He'd have a blast with us. It's a chill Sunday. Your folks wouldn't be too thrilled if they knew Sarah skipped church; they're big on spirituality. But what they don't know won't hurt 'em.

Last night, you had this bizarre dream about you and J-Hope, caught in a dodgy situation at some private cabin. Paparazzi sniffing out a dating scandal. Woke up proper flustered. What on earth was that? After saying goodnight to Sarah, you ended up watching more music videos.

You were utterly taken by this bloke. He was the definition of handsome. Blimey. Sarah would tease without a doubt. Can't let slip that you find this BTS member rather dishy.

Your cheeks heat up as you remember your dream: your hands caressing his bare chest, his hands scorching hot, trailing along your hips. His lips softly touching your jaw...

Cor, you feel like you need to confess your dreams' sins to a priest.

No more watching BTS content before bed from now on. Can't be dealing with feeling all flustered and bothered.

Sipping your coffee on the back porch with a view of Sheffield, Sarah joins you, "Blimey, it's cloudy today... don't forget the brolly. We're taking my sister's car, the red Ford Ka."

"Oh, the one standing in the street?" you inquired.

"Yeah, Byron called. He's off to visit the Von Adderleys. He crashed at theirs last night 'cause he and Lady Beatrice's brothers and cousins were bladdered, completely hammered, probably on posh scotch, and he's on duty today."

You chuckled, "He's gonna give those royals a taste of the peasant life."

"Lady Beatrice is smitten with Byron, even when he sneezes. She's utterly captivated by him, as if he's royalty," Sarah giggled.

You snorted, "Byron's fam's part of the British high society with their political legacy. His dad's cousin or something is the former Prime Minister, Tony Blair."

"No wonder he fits right in with the royals. His grandad's a Sir, a knight or something..." You smiled, thinking about your hype best friend. Finishing the last of your coffee, you headed to the door.

Sarah grinned, "What's your outfit plan?"

"My printed top, skinny jeans, and flats if we're hoofing it around," you replied decisively.

Sarah drove them into London. They got to Harrods and went to the deli to buy some loaves of bread, savoury and sweet treats. The bought fresh Sandwich toppings for a healthy lunch.

You made a stop at Blenheim Palace saloon.

While you walk through Harrods, you nibble on a custard bun. You also decided to walk around the Egyptian theme Art Nouveau shops. You went to GODIVA Chocolate cafe and bought some decadent chocolates and a little gift for your mom.

She loves sweet treats at Harrods.

Sarah dragged you to a Louis Vittoine Store and the Celine store at the Egyptian Theme shop. Sarah, let you invest in a beautiful body-fitting black dress for a night out.

"Are you off your rocker, Sarah? This ain't my style... it's too revealing and sexy... what are you tryin' to do, mess with some perv's minds? Nah, you take it." You push it back into her hands, but she shoves it right back at you.

"Oh, come on! Don't be daft... you need a sexy number in your wardrobe. You never know when you'll need it."

Sarah's got the gift of the gab. You sigh and brace yourself, splashing out £150 on the dress. Your mum's gonna flip her lid.

"You're a right bad influence... If I end up not likin' it later, I'll wear it 'til it's minging and give it to you for your birthday," you grumble.

Sarah just snorts, thinking you'll end up lovin' it.

Meanwhile, Sarah grabs herself a pink strapless summer dress, white sandals, and a summer hat. You opt for a few light trousers and black high heel sandals for the so-called night out.

You and Sarah got yourself beautiful Jimmy Choo's Suede Pumps. You chose black, and she chose pink. It was an opulent stylish shoe with a beautiful Crystal ankle chain that beautifully hugs your ankles, costing nearly £ 685.
You never really bought yourself designer wear. Your mom would usually buy for you.

After going from shop to shop buying bath products and clothing pieces.

You decided to take a chance to get into one of the best Tea Shops-the Tiffany Blue Box Cafe. You were lucky because you didn't make a prior booking. Someone cancelled a few minutes ago, and you and Sarah bag the best place for Tea and sweet treats.

A cute waitress accompanies you to a very comfortable table in the corner, where you could have a lovely view of the shoppers in the mall.

You ordered from their exclusive menu. You heard your mom and her best friends usually had a day of a Tea and Treats date. You chose scones with strawberry marmalade and cream. Sarah loves mousse and cheesecakes and sandwiches.

You're soaking up the vibe at the amazing Tiffany's blue box café.

After chilling there for about 20 minutes, you strolled around, popping into different shops. Sarah even splashed out on a pair of sunnies since she accidentally wrecked yours a few weeks back.

Byron buzzed you while you were heading back from Harrods. With Sarah at the wheel, you put him on speaker in the car as you headed towards Sheffield.

"Heya girls, how's it hanging?" His chipper voice boomed in the car, prompting quiet chuckles from you and Sarah.

"We're having a blast on our little break. How's work treating you?" Sarah asks, sounding quite smug.

"It's dire without you two. I had to endure lunch with Margie and Angela. They blabbered on 'bout those... um, Korean pop band fellas. How gorgeous Jin is and Hobi's supposed stage rudeness," he rattled on.

Hearing him mention Hobi made you all flustered, sending shivers up your legs. What on earth was that about? You're still ruminating over those totally inappropriate dreams you've had about this band member you've never even met.

It's bonkers how you've become infatuated—yes, infatuated—with this Jhope bloke. Good grief. Sarah would have a right laugh if she got wind of that. You've never dated anyone in your life; Byron's the only lad you've kissed, and that's barely anything and doesn't count.

You'd rather take the night terrors over these absurd dreamy thoughts...it's cringey even to contemplate.

Curious, you ask cautiously, "What d'you mean by him being rude on stage? Hobi always seems so respectful and full of sunshine."

"Not sure, Ang said somethin' 'bout the way he engages with their ARMY when he dances. He's a dance machine. Wow!" he gushed.

"Oh my, looks like someone's got a bit of a man-crush," Sarah teased, and Byron just clicked his tongue.

"I just can't help noticin' how he moves...Angie showed me a video on her iPad, and he dances like Kenichi?" Byron defended.

"What video? I haven't seen any of that. Can you ask Angie to send it to me, please?" Sarah requested eagerly.

"Sure, you're getting as obsessed as the ladies here at work. My lady sends her regards. The Duchess found out you two are now best mates. Lady Beatrice wants to pop in for a visit sometime, and she's keen for you to spend a day at the chateaux," Byron chuckled. His lady's a bit obsessed with his beautiful friends. He made it clear he'd ask you first.

Sarah grinned to herself, "Find out if she's free Monday evening to come over for a hangout...like a sleepover."

Byron agreed, "Oh yeah, she wanted me to tell you, Sarah, that she watched that 'Too Cool for School' whatever it is, and she's into it...what's that all about?"

"That's brilliant! Oh, she's fallen into the BTS rabbit hole!" Sarah giggled, reminding you how she forcefully enlisted her as an ARMY!

Byron groans, "not to be funny... but why are you leading my Lady to start obsessing about other blokes... You are not serious. She will buy all the gear and ask her folks to get tickets for gigs."

"Let her have a life outside the royal constraints, please. She'll enjoy the ride with us. Just let her. We're grown-ups now," Sarah said.

"What are you going to do now, or did you pressure my cute innocent mate again to buy some pricey clobber and trainers," Byron knows Sarah so well.

"She did!! You scream with laughter in your voice, "But you know I'm the classic pushover when it comes to peer pressure from my best mates."

"You willingly slip into the temptation." She gave you a little stink eye. You just chuckled.

"We're going to chill a bit. I'm knackered. My feet are killing me...," you groan.

"The amount of money you two waste on clothing, you could've had cars by now.. pfft, driving licences without cars. You're supposed to have a licence to shop," he mockingly said.

"Yeh yeh...as long as there are beautiful double-decker busses, subways etc., I'm set." Sarah retorted back.

"And I have you, my most loyal best mate...to drive me around..." You chuckled.

Byron snorts, "Not for long..."

You frown, "What do you mean..not for long...are you selling your motor?" you asked, concerned.

Byron chuckled, "No, none of that...I heard through the grapevine that Dr Cunningham will sell the practice to an Asian Doctor in Bangkok... that's why Dr Cunningham went to Hong Kong. It's his Brother-in-law."

You and Sarah both shocked, "What!"

"Yeah...but I will fill you in when you come back to work...I don't want to be a holiday spoiler." He doesn't sound too optimistic right there,

"Urgh no, Byron...this is shocking news...what about our jobs!!... OMG, I have such bills to pay, and I've already put in a deposit for a new flat. Please tell us what you know." Sarah calls out, shocked. You didn't know that!

You feel the coldness seep into your bones. OMG...if a new owner takes over, it will be "last in, first out"...you and Byron were the last ones to be hired. Sarah already worked for two months after a successful internship. You and Byron were still interning, hoping to be hired, and you got your jobs security. But now...

"Byron, will we lose our jobs? " you ask, a little fearful. You love your line of work. It was your dream career to be a physio-therapist.

"Er...I don't think so, according to Dr Wichy. We are 12 Physio Therapists. Four Charted and three seniors and five Juniors. The three of us under Sergio, Sandra and Tom from her office. The new owner wants to restructure. He got three practices in Asia. Taiwan, South Korea and China. He wants three seniors and two junior therapists to relocate to these practices. To build international relations within these companies because of English..or find other jobs in the UK if you were unwilling. But only if your name is on the lists. I heard mine is definitely on the list. Sergio smugly told James in the bog. I heard them." He sounds peeved but not upset.

Sarah whinged, "That's not so good...I don't have the money to relocate. I'm scared, and my soulmate got a permanent job now. This will break our friendship circle. That is just horrible!"

Byron sighed, "Sorry guys to spoil your holiday, but it's better to brace yourself for the worse... I will instead relocate to Asia, take my soulmate with me, then work with Sergio and Dr Witchy witch."

You were just quiet. What are you to do if your name is on that darn list?

A/N: What do you think Akira must decide. Relocate to where or stay with her family...or use the time to search for her birth parents?

Thank you so much for all the love DAYDREAM receive from all the Hobi of OT7 stands. Don't stop commenting, voting and reading. You are my motivation to do better.